lord of the flies

Kaena Lykoi · 01-24-2010, 09:43 AM

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The coyote woman had determined that this creature was not particularly bright. Intelligence and beauty both were not top on the list for this creature; there was a tingle of something like pity in the silver-furred coyote's chest. Maybe if he proved useful he wouldn't be sent into battle with the rest of them—Kaena certainly would never say Inferni was too big; thirty-five or forty coyotes couldn't be too many. They'd have to take over Drifter Bay, then. Inferni was not frangible; they would not be shattered like the skulls the Dahlian wolves had broken the other day. They were just symbols, after all, and if one of them required to keep this creature before her complacent, the hybrid woman figured she could oblige. After all, they'd be replacing plenty of them in no time at all. Dahlia de Mai would be gutted; Haku would crumble.

"Frankie, hm?" she asked, tilting her scarred head to the side, her expression changing from one of indifference to weirded out as the coyote seemed to spasm; it took her a moment to realize he was even scratching himself, so jerky and odd the movements. When he stopped, she continued speaking, still staring at him with that strange element of utter shock. "Well, uh. This is Inferni. I am Kaena," she said, leaving off the surname, which was a rare occurrence when she met new people. She didn't want to overload the poor thing's brain with information all at once, though. "Follow me, make yourself useful, you keep the skull," she said, gently tapping it with a paw, flipping it toward the other canine. Her golden eye leered at him, waiting for him to accept the offer. He seemed so damn eager to keep the skull, he might just do anything for it.

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